In front of the train.
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The lift was a great addition and got everybody on board in record time.
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The coach cars were mostly unused because it was a nice day!
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The man.
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Muggin for the camera.
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Another passenger.
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Even the guide pooch wants a ride. She'd have to use the stairs, though.
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And, voila, all aboard!
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Ron, the ticket taking dude.
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Waitin for departure.
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The guide pooch stands at the ready.
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Beaming as we get underway.
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Watching the Boardwalk to by....
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Check out the guy in the house. One of the former engineers.
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Under the tressle.
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Down in front, Ron!
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No kidding, that's the Bates' Motel house!
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The conductor comes.
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One of the few remaining "Wig Wag" traffic control devices still operating in the U.S.
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Wow, into the tunnel!
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Foster in the Tunnel!
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Comin outta the tunnel.
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A camp on the train tracks.
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Mountain Man!
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Thru the trees.
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Hiking is allowed up here.
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Around the bend.
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The road below.
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Heh, there's a chihuahua in that RV.
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Dem's BIG trees!!!
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Everybody's throwing up off the left of the train. Just kidding!
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Onto the tressle.
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Long way to the river below.
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Carly's disposable.
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The tresle was built in 1909
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Heh, pulling into the station.
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Unlatching the ramp at Roaring Camp.
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The Red Hat Ladies have beaten us to Roaring Camp!
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Lisa riding the horse.
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A nice little band was playing
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Back over the tresel.
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Crossin the road.
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The happy couple!
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Woof!
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The conductor.
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